Start with the Mangekyo Sharingan: Follow Lord Madara out of Konoha

Konoha Village, Uchiha Compound.

Afternoon sunlight streamed through the high windows of the inner chamber, illuminating the room that had just been filled with tension.

As Uchiha Naka announced the adjournment of the meeting, a faint scraping of chairs and a low murmur of conversation began to spread through the inner chamber.

Just moments ago, Uchiha Naka, as clan leader, had convened an unprecedented emergency meeting, summoning back even the members of the guard force who were out on duty.

The content of the meeting was simple. Naka, who had won the position of clan leader through a Death Duel Tradition, was now vehemently criticizing the practice of death duels. In front of all the clan members, he admitted the bloodiness and cruelty of this rule, using past tragedies to prove that it was the root of the Uchiha's internal strife, personally disavowing… everything he had once done.

Tears welled in his eyes, and he spoke with genuine emotion. Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, he personally denied everything he had achieved, and announced publicly that he was incapable of leading the Uchiha clan to a prosperous future, and was prepared to relinquish the position of clan leader.

This statement immediately stirred up a storm.

Many elders and patriarchs were furious, urging Naka to think twice before acting impulsively and disregarding the safety of the clan.

There was no choice. After all, he was now the clan's recognized strongest member. People with the strength and status to match Naka had already been killed off in the long years of internal strife.

The only person who could contend with him was Naori, a woman, and she had not shown any desire to seize power.

Stability had been hard-won, and although the policies were somewhat brutal, it would be difficult for them to find a second person who met the requirements in the short term.

But Naka still wore a look of anguish, determined to face reality and no longer evade it, and permanently sealed the clan's forbidden jutsu "Izanagi," not to be used unless the clan faced extinction, as a price for his past actions.

After some haggling, and a rare instance of Open Voting, everyone unanimously decided that future policy would abolish the bloody Death Duel Tradition and adopt a fair and open election model. As long as a person was recognized by most of the clan members, they could become the head of the clan, and no one else could object. Those who disobeyed would be expelled from the Uchiha clan.

And as clan leader, one could not be dictatorial, but had to fully consider everyone's opinions, and make decisions with a collective perspective, discarding personal ideas, and doing everything for the sake of the Uchiha clan.

As for Uchiha Naka, he would continue to bear the duties of clan leader until a new clan leader appeared in the Uchiha, acting as Interim Clan Leader to exercise the right to lead the clan. After the new clan leader took office, he would Retire from Public Office to prevent bloody incidents from happening again, thereby maintaining stability within the clan.

With that, the meeting ended, and the crowd dispersed.

At this moment, Naka, who was about to leave his seat, paused slightly. A highly developed intuition told him that a faint gaze was piercing through the crowd, staring unblinkingly at him.

He looked back along the gaze, finding the owner of those eyes.

It was a boy of about eight years old, with neat black hair, delicate features, and a pair of clear eyes like a clear pool, looking at Naka without any fear.

The boy's eyes were as calm as water, showing no desire, but Naka, as a leader, felt a faint sharpness in him, like A Sheathed Sword Hiding Its Edge, ringing out.

"Fugaku, it's time to go. You have class this afternoon."

The boy "Mm"ed, turned, and disappeared into the crowd, gone without a trace.

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Three days later, Land of Whirlpools.

"So, this is the current state of the Uchiha clan?"

On the rocks by the shore stood two figures, one large and one small. The sea was turbulent, and the waves were rolling up several meters high. Despite being so close, not a drop of seawater splashed on the two of them.

"Yes, everything matches what Naori-nee said. It seems that 'Izanami' is indeed a powerful dōjutsu."

Uchiha Nian's eyes showed reminiscence. "To think that Naka was once a very violent person, but now he's actually saying the opposite."

"What, do you want to learn it?"

Kamihane stretched luxuriously, his slender figure fully revealed. Beneath the stretched edges of his shirt, Briefly Revealed Abdominal Muscles flashed, the lines firm, the skin fair and translucent, like natural jade.

Right now, he needed to keep his Mangekyō Sharingan activated in a state of constant recall. To avoid scaring others, he was also wearing sunglasses on his high, straight nose to cover those glassy pupils.

The two of them were dressed casually, full of summer vibes, in shirts and loose beach pants, even the T-shirts were the same style.

Speaking of which, the two of them had similar face shapes. Apart from the eyebrows and eyes, the facial features only had slight differences, and even the body proportions were basically the same. Especially when Kamihane covered his eyes, they looked even more alike.

People who didn't know them would think they were a father and son on vacation at the beach.

"Mm, speaking of Naori, I didn't expect her to actually hand over the scrolls to Konoha." He asked casually, "How are they doing now?"

"One moment, Uncle."

Uchiha Nian opened his Sharingan, the black tomoe intertwining and merging, and the scarlet sunflower unfolded. He activated his dōjutsu, and the pattern in his left eye immediately began to rotate.

"Mm… the weather isn't very good, it's gray, and it's been raining. It looks like they've arrived in the Land of Rain."

He carefully chose his words, beginning to describe everything he "saw," "Kirito… is pouting? Naori-nee can't resist him, so she has to pull him into her arms. That's rare. Kirito is actually this kind of person…"

"Um, you don't have to be so detailed…" Kamihane said with a strange expression. "Never mind, it's good to know they're safe."

Hearing this, Uchiha Nian immediately closed his Sharingan. The slight discomfort and stinging sensation in his left eye were soon slowly eliminated by a gentle force within his body, a warmth like a spring breeze.

"You were born with Wood Release and Sharingan. You're really the first one I've ever seen like this," Kamihane said, examining his great-nephew with amazement.

"Uncle is too kind," Nian said modestly, nodding his head.

Kamihane bent over slightly, tilting his head. "Nian, do you know why I brought you with me?"

"Because I'm useful. Even from ten thousand miles away, I can check on intelligence at any time. I'm a pretty good Utility Player," Nian answered truthfully.

"Pfft." Kamihane Couldn't Hold Back, and immediately touched Nian's head. "Although that's the truth, sometimes you can't say it to people's faces. It's fine with me, but with others, it'll hurt their feelings."

This kid was good in every way, but his personality was a little too honest.

"Oh, I've remembered it," Nian said seriously, nodding his head.

"Actually, the main reason I brought you out here was to train you," Kamihane muttered softly, "Although it's true that you're useful too…"

"Train?"

"Yeah, think about it. What are we going to do next?"

Nian pondered for a moment. "Break into the Uzumaki Clan and steal all the Sealing Jutsu."

"Um…" Kamihane touched his chin, the gaze behind his sunglasses revealing a scrutinizing look. "You kid… are you this extreme?"

Nian spread his hands. "Isn't that how it should be? Uncle, you should really need Sealing Jutsu to suppress the Karma mark, right?"

"How did you know?" Kamihane asked in surprise.

Nian blinked his eyes. "Aunt told me."

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